Wehn I was just six years old I sang the hymnals from the fourth row Ave Maria three times before bed So I could lay down my guilty little head She went down to the riverside I followed her there five steps behind Down to the water e drank with a sigh No quench for thirst, my mouth was dry. We won't go down, down, down Into the cold, hard ground We'll be set upon the mind never to be found And when they ask what's come of us We'll laugh for dreams of dust. She sent me looking for the great design Slipped beads through knuckles to cure her crimes My prayers said with a blank stare Left with holy water and hot air Unsure, couldn't find my way Keep on wandering Searching for that river And that woman To take me home